"This is only the first two rounds, what are you in such a hurry for?"
Being mocked like that by Su Han, Han Junjie naturally couldn't keep his face, and forced himself to say, "There's still the third round, and there's also the Guess Pill and actual Alchemy segments. With Han's Alchemical Attainment, I won't necessarily lose to you!"
"Oh really?"
Su Han smiled faintly. "No matter, let's start the third round then."
Only to hear Han Junjie give a cold snort: "In the third round, you and I each take out one Medicinal Ingredient. If you can guess mine while I fail to guess yours, then I lose. Conversely, it's the same for you! If we both guess right, or both guess wrong, then it's a draw—no one wins, no one loses!"
As his words fell, Han Junjie first handed Blood-Robed Venerable a Crystal Stone, then flipped his palm, and light once again condensed and transformed.
This time what appeared was not a Medicinal Ingredient, but… a single drop of water!
